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Suicide When you know You mean well But not if I have to offer Give it back It's a joke you can sell But I still have to laugh It was a beautiful dream It was such a beautiful dream We heard the sound of her voice Calling out high over the trees And the clouds disappeared It was a beautiful dream I been gone, oh For so long It's not right I think I might have forgotten But I just get so tired Can't tell me if I'm always out Or if I said goodbye It was a beautiful dream It was such a beautiful dream We heard the sound of her voice Calling out high over the trees And the clouds disappeared It was a beautiful dream Give it back to me now Give it back to me now Give it back to me now It was a beautiful dream It was such a beautiful dream We heard the sound of her voice Calling out high over the trees And the cloud disappeared It was a beautiful dream